Strophe

1   1| Wherefore the clerk put on his white comforter, and tried to
2   1|      with the long ends of his white comforter dangling below
3   1|       with one old ghost, in a white waistcoat, with a monstrous
4   2|    neck and down its back, was white as if with age; and yet
5   2|     wore a tunic of the purest white and round its waist was
6   3|       or mantle, bordered with white fur. This garment hung so
7   3|    contrasting with the smooth white sheet of snow upon the roofs,
8   3|       the almonds so extremely white, the sticks of cinnamon